"Little Congee is in my room. She's already asleep. Princess Consort, you don't know, but our courtyard is very spacious. There aren't many people in the Wangfu, so we servants all have our own rooms. "
The Family Qin's residence in the capital wasn't big. They were already used to sharing a room in pairs.
They were still not used to the Wangfu's living conditions being so good all of a sudden.
Qin Yining drank the soup slowly and said with a smile, "You've all gone through life and death with me. I treat you as sisters and friends in my heart. The conditions here are good, so of course it's good. If there's anything wrong, don't just help me to save trouble. You have to tell me everything. Do you understand? "
"I understand. Princess Consort, you're different from before. Wang Ye dotes on you so much. As long as you ask, Wang Ye will definitely obey. We servants have benefited from this." Ji Yun joked with a smile.
Qin Yining didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Look at you all. You must be living an easy life. You're becoming more and more unruly."
The maidservants all burst into laughter.
After Qin Yining finished eating, she went to wash up.
Qiu Lu carried a set of aqua red muslin nightgown to the washroom. "Princess Consort, Madam specially ordered this servant to wear this tonight."
Qin Yining blushed when she saw the muslin nightgown.
"What kind of clothes are these? I look like I'm not wearing anything.
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Qiu Lu's face also turned red. "Princess Consort, Madam ordered it. You should change. Perhaps, perhaps this is how it should be."
Qin Yining took the nightgown. She really wanted to find a hole to hide in.
But thinking about it, the servants accompanying her in the room weren't married yet. They didn't know much about the world. She and Pang Xiao were husband and wife after all. It was inevitable that they would encounter some embarrassing things. This was just the beginning.
Qin Yining couldn't help but cover her face. She had no choice but to change.
The nightgown wasn't very transparent. It was a aqua red tunic with narrow sleeves and silk pants of the same color. Other than her shoulders being vaguely visible, everything else was normal. This made Qin Yining feel more at ease.
When he went out, Bing Tang and the others had also gone out. Qiu Lu smiled, bowed, and left.
Qin Yining sat down on the heated kang bed facing the window across from the bed and casually picked up a book to read.
It was a travel book, talking about the folk customs of the Northwest. Qin Yining had never been to the Northwest before, so he was immersed in watching with relish.
When Pang Xiao came back, he saw the beauty leaning against a big pillow and reading under the light.
Her long hair was draped over her back and shoulders. Her gauze dress was thin, and her slender neck, delicate collarbone, and round shoulders were all softened by a faint matt light. The red tube top could barely hide her curves.
Pang Xiao felt that the wine he had just drunk had turned into magma flowing through his limbs and bones.
Qin Yining only came back to his senses when he heard footsteps.
Seeing Pang Xiao standing in front of her with a slightly red face, she couldn't help but smile and say, "You're back? Should I ask them to fetch water for you to wash up? "
Pang Xiao didn't say a word and only stared at her.
Qin Yining put down the book with some worry. She knelt on the heated kang bed and raised a soft white hand to touch his slightly hot cheeks.
"What's wrong? Did you drink too much wine? "
Pang Xiao picked up Qin Yining and strode to the bed. He gently placed her on the red brocade mattress.
Her jet-black hair was scattered on the pillow. Her red clothes and red mattress made her skin look as white and clean as new snow. After a series of movements, her collar was already open. She was lying on her back, and she didn't realize that she was naturally charming.
Pang Xiao couldn't hold back anymore. He didn't dare to go overboard in the past because he was afraid of hurting her. Now that he could finally have her, he wasn't a man if he held back any longer!
Fiery kisses landed on her forehead, the tip of her nose, and her lips.
Qin Yining gradually sank into the warm and strong embrace. She remembered what her mother taught her: "Let him do whatever he wants." She really endured the pain and allowed him to do whatever he wanted. This indulgence lasted until midnight.
The man was like a beast that was never satisfied. When his large hand reached over again, Qin Yining finally picked up the pillow and threw it at his chest.
"We still have to serve tea tomorrow! If you move again, you can sleep on the floor! "
"Okay, okay, okay. I won't move."
Pang Xiao held her in his arms and let her rest on his shoulder.
Under his touch, her forehead was full of sweat and her body was also wet. Pang Xiao lovingly and satisfactorily kissed her forehead. He wiped her body with a warm handkerchief and put away the handkerchief. Only then did he crawl back into bed. He hugged the soft and warm body in his arms and fell asleep contentedly.
Qin Yining felt as if she was hugging a big stove. The weather in May in the north was still a little cold. She usually curled up into a ball when she slept, but today, she slept with her limbs stretched out. Both her feet were unbelievably warm.
When she opened her eyes in a daze, she saw the bright red canopy of a hundred children and thousands of grandchildren. She was still a little dazed. After a long while, she remembered that yesterday was her wedding night.
"Good morning, Sister Yi." A deep and hoarse male voice sounded by her ear.
Qin Yining turned her head and a kiss fell on her lips.
Pang Xiao was lying on his side beside her with his head propped up. The bright red brocade quilt covered his chest down. His exposed shoulders and arms showed the strong lines of his muscles. There were also scars on his shoulders from when he saved her.
Qin Yining's face turned red. She pulled the quilt to cover her face.
Pang Xiao was amused by her cute reaction and laughed. He pulled her into his arms and asked with concern, "Does your body still hurt? I have a very good ointment. Do you want me to apply it for you? "
She punched his chest mercilessly.
"Get out. I don't want to talk to you."
Pang Xiao laughed loudly again. He didn't have the heart to tease her, but her reaction was too cute.
Pang Xiao forcefully planted a few kisses on her cheeks and forehead. Then he got up and put on his inner clothes and called for people to come in.
Bing Tang, Qiu Lu, Ji Yun, and Xian Yun came in with hot water, brocade handkerchiefs, and other things. They all had red faces. Some went to warm the water, while others came to serve Qin Yining.
Bing Tang saw the bruises on Qin Yining's body and scolded in a low voice, "Did you eat meat or something?"
He took out a box of ointment from his sleeve and gave it to Qin Yining. He lowered his voice even more, "Princess Consort, this ointment is very good. If you use this, you'll be fine in a day."
Qin Yining took the box with a red face and nodded, "Thank you."
Bing Tang smiled and said, "Then you should get up and change your clothes first."
Ji Yun and Bing Tang helped Qin Yining change his clothes and wash his face.
Pang Xiao waved Qiu Lu and Xian Yun away. He washed his face and put on his clothes. Then he sat on the edge of the heated kang bed with his hair down and watched Qin Yining do his makeup in front of the mirror.
If it was in the past, he would have thought that it was a waste of time to watch women comb their hair.
But today, when he saw Qin Yining's long black hair being combed into a woman's hairstyle with the skillful hands of a maidservant, Pang Xiao felt more satisfied than if he had won the world.
"Sister Yi, help me comb my hair later." Pang Xiao smiled and came over. He rubbed his cheek against Qin Yining's hair.
The servant girls all retreated to the outer room with red faces.
Qin Yining smiled and said, "I'm not good at combing hair."
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